Krem's hand rests over hers briefly, offering that small comfort before drawing back and giving her a small smile. Close enough.

"Krem's easier to remember," he points out, tone casual. He sits back and puts a hand up, summoning a serving girl with another couple of bottles. He hands one to Pel then leans back again, his heel coming up on the brace of his chair's legs. "Try not to let all of this get under your skin. It's hard, yeah, but not quite the end of the world."